So now on to Chapter Two. The plot really gets started here and things start rolling. In this one you find a little more about what they are what they were doing at Cross and where they are all going. Zero does make his appearances of Course but not majorly until the end of this Chapter. Don't' worry after this one Zero will have a much more Star role to put it plainly. Read, review, and enjoy!

2

History Lesson

~Joan~

Aiden and I quickly made our way through the small coffee shop to the table with Ra and Annabel. As we found them we quickly took our seats around the table our selves. Earlier I had had Aiden call Ra to fill him in a little and now from the looks of it Ra had filled in Annabel.

I looked to Ra first his tanned skin odd for a Vampire, but of course according to him he wasn't always Vampire. He was easily the biggest man in the room though his height easily passing six feet. He had broad sculpted shoulders to match his beautiful face. Roman he claimed. But I trusted little he said about his past. He was one of the older ones. He was nigh almost an ancient. He turned those glacier blue eyes on me and gave me a crooked smile underneath his head of wavy gold spun locks. I gave a slight smile back. He gave me a flirty wink. I rolled my eyes at his constant need for playfulness, looking to the small girl seated next to him.

Annabel was the youngest among us and the most vulnerable, being the one who hadn't attended with us to Cross academy. I looked over at the small girl. Golden blond hair that seemed to be spun from rays of sunshine. That color so rare to find among our kind. She had pinned half of it back in a baby blue ribbon to match her beautiful baby blue eyes. She was wearing a simple dark green school girl's uniform that clung to her small and simple frame. She was looking down at her lap fiddling with her fingers. She looked scared and worried.

I touched the girl lightly on the shoulder. She looked up at me. I smiled at her. She shyly and a bit reluctantly smiled back after a few seconds.

"We'll be alright." I told her.

She nodded and gave me a bit more promising smile this time.

I continued smiling back and turned to look up at Aiden; he looked grim. He and I must have both been thinking the same thing. We have to get this child out of here before the fighting starts. I glanced out of the windows. Yagari was an old friend and now I was glad of that. Warning us took a lot of guts. The Hunters Association won't be happy with him at all. I hope he isn't punished for his actions.

~Alex~

Tray was still slightly flushed as the three of us continued to the coffee shop. I watched him for a few more moments before turning to my companion, Mark. Mark as always with out his sister looked worried and a bit off. He didn't need the girl to survive he just…he was an older brother and he worried. Ever since attending Cross the two had formed a nigh inseparable bond. He had his arms crossed in the air hands on the back of his head as we walked. The silence between all of us was a bit scary to me. I wanted to say something. Of course I knew that wouldn't make it any better in the end. Then again it would make me feel better.

"Tray?" I asked softly. The vampire turned his dark brown eyes on me. His mahogany hair slightly tousled from his lack of caring. It amazed me how much the Gates Brothers looked alike yet were so different. Aiden was careful and completely committed to Joan. Tray on the other hand was reckless. He unlike his brother was prone to trouble and confrontation. He was ready to let loose at any second instead of thinking his actions thoroughly through.

"Yes?" he said.

"Why did Aiden say we had to meet him here?"

The boy shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know exactly. He just said it was important."

"oh." I said thoughtfully then asked again. "Do you think it may have something to do with the council?"

At this Tray went scarlet. He quickly turned away. Even Mark looked to have noticed. "I—I –I don't know."

I locked eyes with my companion for just a brief second before turning back to Tray.

"Tray, are you alright?"

"I'm fine!" he hissed back and letting his head drop hiding his face from the two of us.

I was about to ask more when Mark touched my arm. He shook his head at me when I looked at him and I dropped the subject. Luckily when I looked up I saw the small shop. Through the window I saw sweet little Annabel seated next to the shocking lithe form of Joan. Her cold coal black hair was hard to miss. Aiden and Ra sat opposite. I smiled as I saw them.

Joan was an interesting character. Everyone around her grew so fond of her so quickly. But for our kind she was so different. Mark never spoke much about his little sister. The most he had said to me was when he mentioned that when his parents decided to split his father took Joan and after that he only saw her about twice a year at least that was up until Cross. Then again weird stuff always came from the Night Family. They were one of the old families. Mark says they were one of the first generation. According to him they have record from even before Vampires.

I sighed. The whole start of trouble was those leaches. If they would just leave us alone for once. We never tried to hurt them or feed off of them.

Tray opened the door to the small shop and let himself in. Mark held the door for me and with a whispered thank you I continued in, Mark quickly behind me. It was extremely crowded in the small shop, but that was how Joan liked it. There was a chance someone might overhear us but most were lost in their own conversations and with all the chatter and noise it would be harder to eavesdrop on the table in the corner.

We continued back to the table. Tray sat next to his brother and Mark next to him turning to Joan. I sat between Joan and Annabel.

"So?" Mark asked.

Joan took in a long breath. "They found us."

"Damn." Ra swore.

"Did Yagari, tell you who exactly leaked?" Aiden asked. From His face I could tell he was furious about this little bit of information.

Joan shook her head. "No, but it doesn't matter. They've send a Hunter for me and Mark."

"A Hunter?" Ra asked in confusion. "But why? You're not Vampires. I would think it would be the Council to come after us first."

At that moment we all looked up as two figures made their presence known stepping up to the table. Joan smiled and stood. The Vampire of the two, Katrina, smiled at her and the brunette next to her extended his hand. Joan shook it vigorously.

"I'm glad you came Christophe." Joan said.

"My Pleasure." Said the man. His bright green eyes shifted around the table, absent of pupils. He quickly pulled up a couple of chairs holding the first out to the Vampire. She was tall and very slender. He blood Red hair was long and straight. It contrasted with her pale blue dress and matching white jacket. The man sat in the other chair next to her. He was well dressed in a suit, without a tie but still classy.

"Please, continue." He said to Joan.

"Very well." She said. Then turned to Ra. "The Association wants us dead, the Council wants us alive, or at least still breathing. I doubt they would care to have any of us conscious."

Ra replied. "Do you know if the council has sent anyone?"

"I don't know." Joan looked over to Aiden. He shook his head.

"Not to my knowledge. They haven't." I stole a glance at Tray. The boy was blushing furiously again. Leaning over his knees he had his face towards the floor trying not to be noticed.

"The question, now it would seem," Christophe asked. He had a deep voice with a subtle Russian accent, still present, whenever he said certain words. "To where do we go from here?"

We all looked to Joan. Christophe was the oldest of us all that had decided to try the outside world, but everyone knew it was Joan that we depended on. She had lived out here for years. She had more importantly survived out here for years and had even managed to help all of us do the same. She was the force that kept us going. She was the one we all admired and even a bit hated. We all knew it. She was the one out of all of us that would never give in and go back to our secret cities, our home Russia, where we had old territory and old magic to keep the leaches away. She would be the one to keep her freedom if any of us would.

"Christophe I won't ask you to stay." Joan said sincerely. "I won't ask any of you too. The Homeland is a safe place. They can't touch us there." She hung her head. "But I won't run."

Christophe nodded. "I—" he said wearily. He looked over to Katrina who stared back with magenta eyes. "I could not return now even if I wished it." He turned to Joan. "But this is too dangerous here. I have survived for almost four hundred years and I will not surrender my life now."

"Who says it will come down to that?" Ra hissed. "We're here to defend you we can do our jobs." He stole a glance to each of the other Vampires.

"Ra." Christophe said. "I admire what you are doing, but if the council truly wants us then they will find us. I have been in their custody before and I did not enjoy it." He looked to Katrina again. "I will go back to Russia. I will be safe enough in Moscow."

Joan nodded. "Alright." She said. Ra shot her a venomous glance. "But I would ask you to take Annabel with you." She said.

"No!" Ra roared at her. "She is my charge I can defend her! I can keep her safe!" he hissed.

Aiden replied this time. "Not against the council. They'll send them in hordes! We can't fight that."

"You say that and yet you're not the one being ripped from your charge!" Ra was getting really heated.

Aiden just looked to Joan. "Joan?" he said.

She sighed looking weary herself. "Aiden I will allow you to travel with me as long as you wish to continue to do so."

"Ra, I will take care of her." Christophe said.

Ra looked furious. "And what am I suppose to do just watch as she gets whisked away in to the night!"

Katrina spoke for the first time then turning to the small blonde girl. "Annabel, what would you like to do?"

The poor girl looked scarred to answer she looked to Joan who only stared back and then to Ra who turned his face away. "I—" she faltered. "Ra..." she said softly almost already to the point of tears. Finally she just looked to her lap whispering. "I want to go home."

Ra looked down at her his face softening. "Is that the consensus than? Are we all just going to turn tail and run? Go back to where they can't find you and stay there till you rot." He looked down at Annabel again then back up at Joan.

"I won't run." She made the statement yet again.

"Neither will I." I suddenly felt the urge to speak. Everyone turned their eyes on to me.

"Mark?" Christophe looked to the pale haired boy.

He looked up and met his gaze. "I'll stay." He said simply.

The brunette stood. "Alright then, it would seem there is nothing further to discuss. Come Annabel." He said holding his hand out to the little girl. Katrina stood also and they prepared to leave.

"Wait," Ra, said. He glared up at the two standing. "We'll all see you off tonight to be safe."

"Very well. We will take the train just to be safe." He still reached out to Annabel.

Ra then stood. The girl reached for his hand and stood too. "I can at least protect her until tonight." He hissed.

Christophe looked a little perturbed, but he and Katrina quickly took their leave.

Joan stood a second later and Mark did the same. Taking their lead the rest of us all stood. Tray standing last and keeping his head still bowed. So this is where the five of us split ways. After four years of trying of fighting for our freedom we had lost at what could turn out to be just a simple scare.

~Three years Prior~

~Joan~

"I don't like these uniforms!" Aiden Complained.

I rolled my dark gray eyes over to him. "They are not that bad."

"They are too formal." He said as he tried loosening the red tie at his neck.

"Just take the tie off!" Ra said as he joined us at the bottom of the staircase. He himself not wearing the red tie to accompany his white uniform and black shirt underneath. I glanced to the other Vampires in the room. We had survived this long at least. Kaname still hadn't found out as of yet. Of Course who knows how long that will last? I looked to the floor. I just kept running the gain through my mind. The longer we managed to stay here the better. And the longer the Vampires here were around us the less they seemed to think different of us. It seems the elders were right. If we were around them our blood would start to assimilate to theirs. I looked to the window. The sun was slowly sinking.

Our Blood was an amazing thing. It was like its own entity with in us. Influencing our decisions, Changing and adapting to fit with our situation. That and the power it gave. If any of these Vampires really knew, what they had right under their noses. I looked to the stairs as Mark and Alexandria joined us, both dressed in the same white uniforms. I glanced back to Kaname and his group. All of them were waiting just as us to continue to class. I looked around our group. Mark and Alex were speaking in low voices. Ra and Aiden were fighting over some trivial matter and Christophe and Katrina like me were simply waiting and watching.

That was the one thing I never liked about Christophe. He was too overly cautious. Always waiting to be caught. A prodigy of the Elders, I knew he would much rather be in the Homeland at this moment. He had been raised to believe that we were always to be as trapped in that frozen expanse where they couldn't get to us.

Then the doors opened the first started their way out. I tugged on Aiden's sleeve and he quickly turned from insulting Ra to look.

The Vampires, Ra, Aiden, and Katrina formed ranks around us. We weren't taking chances. Staying in our tight little group kept away the chance of one of them getting close enough to realize we weren't what we were pretending to be.

Our heels clicked against the coble stone as we walked through the gates to class. Squealing screaming students all lined the sides begging for attention. If only they knew what they were asking to be let into. If only they knew what could really happen to them if they got too close to one of these monsters. Sucked dry, without even a chance. I looked around and caught sight of the tall perfect standing guard. His silver eyes scanning the girls he was keeping from hoarding the Night Class. His pale hair thin and straight fell over his eyes perfectly. I smiled as he turned his head and the black tattoo on his neck caught my stare. A Vampire in the Day Class and a Hunter. By far he was the most threatening to us.

He glanced at me suddenly. Without time to look away I saw it. A flash of red in his eyes. He knew. He just didn't know exactly what he knew. I smiled. He turned away quickly. As I walked past him I saw the flash again in his eyes. He yearned for blood. I looked to the ground I would have to be careful with such a sensitive Vampire around.

~Present~

I walked with my brother out of the small shop.

"How long has Christophe been Katrina's Feeder?" Alexandria asked looking over at us. Aiden and Tray were behind us.

"Not long." Mark answered then looked to me.

"He's broken the rules and he knows it. But I have a feeling it was a conscious decision." I said in acknowledgement to his questioning look.

"Then it is better he is leaving?" Alexandria said.

"No." Mark said. "He's simply running back to what he wants. He's being quiet foolish." Mark said.

"Why are you sending Annabel with him then?" Aiden said falling in next to Joan as we walked through the streets.

"Because," Mark answered. "She has a chance to still remain normal."

"Joan?" Aiden asked my opinion.

"Mark is right. We smell like you. We have assimilated too much to go back and be regular again."

"So you're saying you can never go back?"

"We can always go back. Even Christophe can go back." Alex said.

I further explained. "It's a matter of acceptance. We're tainted now, it would take years to assimilate back to our kind, but millennium to get them to trust us again."

"They think your traitors?" Tray this time asked from behind the group.

"In a way. You have to understand the Elders are just very fearful for the Homeland. Human expansion is at its peak and with Humans come Vampires and with Vampires comes our abuse."

"I thought you were older than even the Vampires?" Aiden asked.

"Yes, we are." Mark said. "and if the Elders would let the Stream go more powerful too."

"The Stream," Aiden said his eyes unable to read. "Your power source? For Homeland?"

"You remember well." Alexandria said.

Aiden smiled at her. "Remember yes comprehend not so much."

"It is hard to put a puzzle together without all the pieces." Alex said.

Aiden chuckled and smiled. "That is true."

"We are sorry for that." Mark said. "But the less you know of our kind the better. If you were to be compromised it could be detrimental."

"I understand." Aiden said.

I glanced over my shoulder. Tray was nowhere in sight.

"Aiden?" I said searching. "Where is your brother?"

~Tray~

I had slipped away from them as quickly as I could and now was trudging up the stone steps. The mansion in front of me was imposing on me. I felt heavy in the shoulders as I reached the doors. I hesitated looking behind me. I know I hadn't been followed. But... I didn't want to be here. But I did. The memories scourged through me again making me drop my head. I glanced at eh falling sun. It would be dark in a batter of minutes. I glanced back at the door. What was I doing here? He was here. I knew it I could feel it. I could feel it all the way through me, down to the bone and pulsing through my veins. I sucked in a stuttering breath stepping backwards from the door. My hand went to my face as what I was really doing started to set in. I wanted to cry.

"You've returned, I see." A cold crystal clear voice said. I didn't need to move my hands from my face. I knew who it was.

"Go away." I pleaded. I knew I must have sounded rather pitiful.

I heard a chuckle he was smirking at me I knew it. "Go away? But we have such a connection!" I felt his hand going to the collar of my shirt. I took another step backwards and turned away.

"Leave me alone." I said.

"Oh you wouldn't really like that that much Tray." He said confident. "Besides you came all this way!" I heard another short chuckle. "The least I can do is let you in."

I tried escaping his hands now, but the second his skin met mine there was no fighting it. I didn't look up from the floor as I was pulled into the house. I let him pull me through the vast house. I knew where he was going, but I didn't want to think about it and I knew once I was in the house there was no escaping him. Once we entered the lavish Bedroom I finally looked at him.

Tall and proud he stood near the window pulling the drapes open to let what little light there was left outside in. He was far bigger then my slender form. He was broad as Ra and tall as Alexandria. His shoulder length black hair was as dark as Joan's and thin. It hid his face falling over it. His dark obsidian eyes glanced over at my. His thin lips pulled into a smirk.

"Enjoying the view?" he asked playfully.

I blushed looking away instantly. I set my jaw burring my hands in my pockets. I felt ashamed to be here.

I heard his steps as he crossed to me. He reached out sliding a strand of my mahogany hair away from my face. I felt the cold sting as his pale skin made contact with mine. I didn't want him touching be but there was nothing to do. Demand him not to ever touch me again. That wouldn't get me exceptionally far. His cold fingers then touched down on my neck and started to move lower making me shivers as they ran across my jugular. I turned my head away but that didn't matter as his long fingers reached the top button of my shirt. A quick twist and the first two buttons were undone. I whimpered a bit as he pressed his whole hand across my collar bone. He stepped closer to me.

"Please." I whispered pitifully.

He smirked again. "If you wish" his hand jerked to my throat and hauled me to him. His lips met mine and were the first I felt as he dug into the kiss. I heard a growl deep in his chest. And tried pulling out of the painful kiss only to have him bite down on to my lower lip. I winced as I felt the blood. He broke the kiss and started lapsing at the blood immediately. I stayed still his hand still on my throat and his fangs still dangerously close to me. When he was finished he gave one last lick at his lips and purred softly in to my ear.

"Mmm…you were the perfect choice." His tongue then ran up the side of my neck causing me to shiver violently.

"touché." His said softly. "Calm down." He purred at my neck. His hand started down my shirt again as his head leaned on my shoulder. I felt his breath brushing across my skin painting every inch of me with fear.

"Please," I said again closing my eyes. "I don't want this." I pleaded as sincere as I could.

"That's what you said last time." His hand flipped a few more buttons free. His other hand was on the move now too winding between my arm and my torso he snaked it to press at the small of my back. He flipped another two buttons free this time sliding his hand in. I jerked at eh touch of his cold skin to mine again, a shock to my chest. My heart skipped a beat as the pulsing icy touch hit me. He then pressed his hand over the expanses of my chest.

"Think of this as a reward." He spoke moving his hand now to run over my skin. He stopped it just over my heart. It was pounding against his hand, its pace quickening.

I concentrated on still breathing. "I don't know how this is much of a reward." I breathed. I heard him snort and then he moved. It all happened so fast. His hand jerked out of my shirt on my neck again. But this time his nails dug in, blood pooled over my white shirt. His other hand then jerked from behind me and had my pants undone in the next second. I gasped as he jerked me to the bed and in the next second had me pinned. His mouth opening over my shaking frame and descended on a nipple. I hissed as he broke the skin and my fingers dug in to the covers gritting my teeth over the pain. His hand released my throat letting my head fall to the covers. They were now both busy at my pants. I yelped as he let down the zipper and one hand ran over the space exposed over my boxers.

He released the nipple a second latter, he then just looked down at me. I was lying horizontal to the bed. My legs hanging over the side leaning up on my elbows. He smiled at me. A gold flash in his eyes. He smiled wider showing those long fangs to me.

"Whoever said this was a reward for you." he hissed and lunged his lips up to capture mine. His hands then went to my shirt. He pulled the white fabric from being tucked in to my pants. His hands shoving the shirt off my shoulders, to pool at my elbows. He pulled out of the kiss to lean up on his knees pulling his dark shirt off and then coming back down. His teeth went to my shoulders nipping at the flesh. His hands on the other hand were now on the bulge in my lower half. I blushed as he rubbed his palm over the organ. Even through the fabric I felt the lightest of touches. My blush seemed to be spreading as he moved his mouth to my neck. He licked at the cuts his nails had left on me. I wasn't sure if I wanted to hiss or moan. Instead I just let my head lean back giving him more room.

I was brought back to reality as cold fingers slid across my shaft. A moan escaped this time out of my teeth. "Ohhhhhh!" I gasped out violently. I heard his chuckle again and I looked down as his fingers started prying the lower half of my clothing off. He buried his face in the crook of my neck but I didn't notice as I watched his hands. One went to support himself but that wasn't the one I was watching. The one I was concerned with first kneaded at my thigh before dragging his fingertips up my shaft and to the tip. I gritted my teeth at the feeling.

"Damn it!" I hissed throwing my head back as he grasped my length. He started pumping a second later. I could barely feel his silken hair against my chest or his breath at my throat. All I was aware of was his hand. Up down, up down. It was intoxicating as he went faster and faster. I closed my eyes and fought the rising feeling in my abdomen. He stopped pumping and I thought I would die as he started palming the tip and playing with the pre cum seeping out. He drove his nail into the tip and I hissed in pain. Subsequently that sent me over the edge. I jerked and at the same moment cum squirted in to his awaiting hand. I collapsed the next moment, falling from my elbows.

I heard a snort from him vaguely. My vision was still blurred and groggy as I lay there underneath him. As I had expected I had come hard with him. Again. I barely registered what he was doing with his hands until a second later.

"Rah!" I let out as a finger was forced inside of me. My head lulled to one side then the other until I looked down at what he was doing. His head was still on my chest he was nibbling at my collarbone. I felt his finger inside me wiggling and needing the muscles from the inside loosening them up. That didn't make it hurt any less of course. My breath was still coming in pants from my release and that wasn't getting any better now. He forced another finger in and I groaned turning my head in to his hair. I was panting so hard now. It felt like I was dragging every breath in. It was like I couldn't get enough air. I cringed uncontrollably and my toes curled as he forced a third finger in. He needed and slowly he was starting to get up on to his knees. He nudged my head with his. I turned my head to the side. Vaguely I wondered when he had his pants off. The feeling was disregarded as I noticed he was up on his elbows.

I gasped as he abruptly pulled his fingers out. My eyes were wide and my breath still heavy. He didn't miss a beat though. He ran his tongue over my ear before returning his lips to it.

"And now to anguish!" he hissed in my ear like it was some kind of toast at a dinner party.

He slammed in to me that same second though forcing out a scream from me and ripping my insides. He didn't move then for several seconds to my relief giving me a chance to try to catch my breath. I swore under my breath and arm went around his shoulders for support. He started moving at first slow. Painfully slow. Pulling all the way out and then painfully back in. My eyes widened as he entered me again. I hissed as he pulled out a little faster this time. Then screamed as he slammed in.

I gasped as he started actually thrusting now. I was completely helpless. The old memories gone for the next few days this is all I would be thinking of. Every second and ever minute. No escaping it now. This would be bad in a few hours. But now I was lost. Suddenly he slammed in to my prostate. I let out a scream loud enough to wake the whole mansion and threw my head back. I felt his breath on my neck now. He was panting just as hard as I was now. He had stopped his thrusts at my scream then let out a few small laughs as if to say, "I found it."

I screamed again as he aimed the next powerful thrust straight at my prostate. He hit it so hard I was sure he'd ruptured it. I hiss and he rocked is hips back and then slammed again.

"Tell me, what do you think of me?" he suddenly asked.

My eyes popped open and I turned my head to realize he was staring at me. Our noses less than an inch away.

"What?" I gasped out.

"what do you think of me?" he said his face unreadable. "Or more importantly of us, sprawled like this? Engaging in an act so close to rape and yet so close to making love."

I stared at him searching his eyes. "I don't—believe I—get what you want?" I gasped.

"Yes you do." He hissed and thrust hard, making me blind. My eyes rolled and I had to think a few seconds to bring them back to the man in front of me.

"What I think of this?" I gasped out.

"Yes." He purred.

I let my eyes close for a second catching my breath and trying to think. That was disrupted as he slammed in again. I let out a feeble yelp and swallowed hard.

"Your answer!" he hissed.

"I don't—I'm not sure…" that was the wrong answer. He slammed in only this time he purposely and completely missed that small ball of nerves. It was hard though maybe the hardest yet. And I hissed in pain throwing my head and digging my nails in to his shoulder.

"I'm going to need a better answer than that."

I glared up at him, with burning eyes. "I hate you!" I let tear out of my mouth.

He suddenly lunged forward to capture my lips. He broke the kiss fast and thrust again hard hitting it and sending me reeling.

"Much better." He whispered and started slamming again.

I was close at this point ad letting my head fall to the mattress now I just let him do the work. The friction of the covers under me and the warmth I was now finally feeling from him caught me and was making things all that much better. Suddenly my vision blurred and I let out a groan as semen squirted out over our stomachs.

He smiled down at me still thrusting. "Still a little premature, but we can work on that," a few thrusts latter his seed burst in to me and the warmth of it made me moan.

I was still breathing hard and he slowly pulled his member out. I was bleeding again I knew it, but I didn't feel the need to tend to it at all. I let my head roll to the side. He was off of me and had crawled next to me collapsed and lying there. I lifted my arm up and draped it over my eyes.

"I wasn't going to let this happen again." I said.

He snorted. "Look where that got you."

~Zero~

Zero looked around the deserted university scanning for any sigh of life. He strode up the stars and in through the old oak doors. Both his targets attended this university daily. He needed to be prepared in any way he could be, for conflict if it arose. He scanned the hall and then pulled out a small scrape looking at it checking the numbers. Aimlessly he wondered the halls checking for exists and anything they could use against him.

After about an hour he sighed and decide to leave there was nothing else to learn about them now. As he started down the street he was slowly beginning to relax for once. The streets were clear and deserted. He liked it wasn't as busy. Continuing down the same street he suddenly stopped.

Fifty feet away a car had stopped. A tall brunette was standing next to the jet black car. A group was standing around him and a small blonde girl in the middle. They were speaking amongst themselves, but that's not what got him. What stopped him in his tracks was that as he looked at two of them he was shocked at what he saw.

It would seem his targets had come to him.

Okay, until next time!